Big City Christmas

First Christmas in the big city

Couldn't make it home to family

Tasteful tinsel and silver bells cloud memories of popcorn trees

There's no cows or chickens just apartment livin'

Where will Santa park his sleigh?

Hear all your neighbor's business from heartbreak to sickness

Seasons greetings get lost on the way

But when that first snow falls and the fireplace cracks

All that noise just fades away

Big or small Christmas still feels the same

Christmas shopping in this new city sure looks different from the country

Chanel number five and Cuban cigars instead of quilts and football jerseys